Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"Boom!"

A huge impact echoed throughout the cave, and Ling Yun's protective shield was torn apart directly by the demonic vine's attack.

Ling Yun was also pushed back by this huge force.

"What power is this?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Ling Yun's eyes. He had never encountered such a powerful enemy.

From the roots of the demonic vines, a cold laughter came: "My child, do you think there are only those fragile demonic vines here?"

"I am the master of this land, how can you succeed so easily?"

Ling Yun looked intently and saw an eye staring at him from the root of the huge demonic vine. That eye revealed an incomparable malice and killing intent.

Ling Yun took a deep breath and regained his composure: "In that case, let me see your true strength!"

The divine sword in Ling Yun's hand condensed again, and he began to chant complex spells. The laws of heaven and earth around his body were once again stimulated, forming a more powerful shield of laws.

"immortal!"

Ling Yun shouted loudly, and his body began to emit a strong light, as if connected to the entire universe.

Seeing this scene, the demon vine's laughter became even colder: "What an immortal body, but so what?"

As its voice fell, the huge demonic vine attacked again.

But this time it no longer chose to collide directly, but transformed into countless small demon vines, surrounding Ling Yun like a hurricane, blocking all Ling Yun's escape routes.

Ling Yun looked solemn. He knew that this battle was far more difficult than he expected, but he would not give up easily. He wanted to find the mysterious treasure. For his mission, he must not lose!

Ling Yun danced his hands, and the divine sword rotated in the air like a dancer. Each rotation would take away a piece of demonic vine, but the number of demonic vines seemed endless.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

The master of the demon vine sneered again, and its attacks began to become more violent.

Ling Yun knew that he had to come up with a new way to fight this powerful enemy, otherwise he might really lose.

The demonic vines crisscrossed Ling Yun like an insurmountable net.

Ling Yun's eyes were firm, but his heart was calm.

He knew that there was a flaw in everything, and as long as he found it, this powerful enemy would be nothing more than a paper tiger.

In the dance of sword light, Ling Yun looked for the gaps between the demonic vines and felt their breath at the same time.

Every movement of the demonic vines and every subtle fluctuation could not escape his perception.

He could feel that every time the demon vine attacked, there would be a special aura coming from somewhere. That should be the source of the demon vine and its weakness.

Ling Yun's figure was like an illusion, avoiding the siege of the demonic vines. His eyes were like lightning, constantly passing around the cave, trying to find that special place.

When the master of the demonic vine saw Ling Yun's behavior, he sneered: "My child, do you think you can find my weakness?"

However, Ling Yun didn't seem to hear what it said and still walked around the cave resolutely.

Just when Ling Yun was about to be disappointed, he suddenly felt that special aura. There was a piece of demonic vine that was slightly different from the others, with a darker color and a harder texture.

Ling Yun smiled slightly, it turns out that this is the weakness of the demon vine.

He decided to use his trump card - Shura Magic.

This is a magical skill that Ling Yun obtained from an ancient secret book. It is said that it can only be used when the practitioner reaches a certain level of cultivation.

This magical skill is extremely powerful, but every time it is used, it consumes a lot of the practitioner's magical power.

Ling Yun closed his eyes and began to gather all the divine power in his body, and a blood-red light appeared around his body.

The blood-red light became more and more intense, as if it was a beast about to awaken.

"Shura Divine Art?" The master of the demon vine saw a trace of fear on his face when he saw Ling Yun's movements.

"How do you know?" Ling Yun asked coldly.

"That's not important. What's important is whether you can display the true power of this magical skill?"

The master of the demon vines laughed.

Ling Yun didn't speak any more, but gathered all his divine power into his hands to form a blood-red ball of light.

He took a deep breath, then pushed out suddenly, and the blood-red ball of light went straight towards the special demon vine.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the entire cave shook.

That special piece of demonic vine was directly blasted to pieces by Ling Yun's Shura Divine Art, and the source behind it was also completely destroyed.

The master of the demon vine let out a shrill scream, and his entire body began to collapse and turned into a green smoke.

Ling Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air, as expected, the Shura Magical Skill was not formidable.

But he also paid a price. At this moment, his divine power was severely damaged and he needed to rest for a while to recover.

Ling Yun was sitting among the ruins of the destroyed demon vine, and the bluestone ground was covered with green juice.

The air in the cave was a bit dull, but Ling Yun seemed to be in a magical place of cultivation, and the surroundings were full of vitality.

He slowly took out a golden jade bottle, which contained a magical spiritual liquid called "Nine Transformations Returning Yang Dew".

This was something he obtained from an ancient powerful man after much hardship, and it could quickly restore the lost divine power.

Gently open the jade bottle, and a fragrance comes out.

Ling Yun carefully dropped one drop on the tip of his tongue, and then a warm current slid from his throat into his abdomen, and then quickly spread to every corner of his body.

Ling Yun closed his eyes and began to absorb the energy brought by this warm current.

His body gradually returned to dazzling glory from its dim state, and his breath also changed from weak to powerful.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Yun slowly opened his eyes and felt that his whole body was full of vitality, as if he had regained life.

Standing up, Ling Yun looked around, silently making up his mind to move forward and find the legendary treasure.

Suddenly, a low buzz came from the depths of the cave, as if some ancient creature was calling.

Ling Yun's expression changed slightly, knowing that the journey ahead would not be easy.

"I don't know what kind of monster this is, but I have to be careful." Ling Yun thought to himself.

Gently holding the long sword in his hand, Ling Yun walked slowly towards the depths of the cave.

With every step he took, he would let go of his senses and carefully explore the movements around him.

"Huh..." A gust of cold wind blew from the front, carrying a chilly breath.

Ling Yun frowned slightly, feeling that there seemed to be some kind of threat hidden in this cold wind.

Just when Ling Yun was about to be more vigilant, several sharp ice arrows suddenly shot out from the darkness ahead. They were so fast that they hit Ling Yun's vitals.

Ling Yun quickly used Shura's magical power, and his body instantly transformed into three figures, skillfully dodging these ice arrows.

"Hmph, it turns out to be an ice beast!" Ling Yun snorted, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

From the darkness ahead, a huge mythical beast about three meters high slowly walked out.

Its whole body is made of ice crystals, its eyes are shining with blue light, and it looks very fierce.

Ling Yun faced off against this ice beast, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

But Ling Yun was not afraid. Instead, he looked at it provocatively: "Since it blocks my way, don't blame me for being rude."

The ice beast seemed to understand Ling Yun's words, let out a low roar, and rushed towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yun smiled slightly, gripped the sword tightly, and faced the fight.

Every movement of the ice beast carries cold killing intent, while Ling Yun is like an indestructible sword, extremely sharp.

The battle between the two instantly escalated to a fever pitch.

The ice beast roared, sprayed dozens of frost sword energy from its mouth, and headed straight for Ling Yun.

Ling Yun's eyes flashed, he waved his hands, and his body skills instantly reached the extreme, shuttling through the frost sword energy like a meteor piercing the night sky.

But the ice beast was not reconciled. Its ice crystal body emits a strong blue light, and the entire cave seems to be frozen, filled with coldness.

Ling Yun's figure stagnated, suppressed by this strong cold force.

"What a strong cold!"

Ling Yun frowned, but quickly adjusted himself. The divine power around his body rolled like a burning flame, resisting the invasion of cold power.

Seeing this, the ice beast became even more furious. It crushed the ground with its four legs and rushed directly towards Ling Yun, intending to crush it with its powerful body.

Ling Yun smiled slightly and used the Shura Divine Art. His whole body seemed to turn into a Shura sword and slashed towards the divine beast.

With each swing of Ling Yun's sword, the sound of tearing the air resounded in the cave.

Deep knife marks gradually left on the body of the ice beast, and blue blood flowed.

The battle lasted for a while, and every blow from Ling Yun was like the fury of thunder, while the ice beast was as solid as an iceberg, but it had already felt Ling Yun's terror.

The abyss-like killing intent gave rise to a trace of fear in its heart.

"If you don't retreat, I will crush you completely!"

A cruel cold light flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, and his voice was full of unquestionable determination.

The ice beast finally noticed something was wrong in Ling Yun's eyes and murderous intent.

Although its body was strong, it began to hesitate when faced with Ling Yun, a being with a comparable level of cultivation and powerful magical powers.

Ling Yun did not let go of this momentary opportunity. Shura's magical power once again reached its peak. A golden slash burst out from his hand and struck directly at the ice beast.

Facing this blow, the Ice Divine Beast completely understood in its heart that compared with Ling Yun's strength, it was far behind.

Immediately, it withdrew all its offensive and turned around to escape.

The walking steps of the ice beast stopped for an instant, and the breath of its body was suppressed for an instant. The temperature in the entire ice cave seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

Ling Yun's voice was like a magic sound piercing his ears, making him unable to ignore it.

Ling Yun slowly approached, holding the Shura Knife tightly in his hand. The blood of the divine beast on its body was still wet, and it shone with a cold light.

Every step seemed extremely determined, and Ling Yun's eyes were firmly fixed on the ice beast.

The ice beast originally tried to turn around, but when it felt the aura on Ling Yun's body, it stopped moving and its eyes shone with vigilance.

"Tell me, where is the treasure in this cave?"

Ling Yun's deep eyes stared at the ice beast, his tone was calm, but revealed an edge that could not be concealed.

The ice beast tried to hide it and turned away, pretending not to understand Ling Yun's words.

But Ling Yun saw through the trace of hesitation and fear in his eyes.

Ling Yun sneered and said, "Do you think I really don't know? There are language records of your Ice Divine Beast Clan in this cave. You can completely understand what I say."

The ice beast looked even more nervous, its body trembling slightly. It knew that it could no longer avoid this duel.

"I don't want to antagonize you, but if you continue like this I will show no mercy."

Ling Yun's voice was like an icy cold wind, passing directly through the ice beast's soul.

The ice beast was silent for a moment, then finally lowered his head and said, "I know the treasure you are looking for."

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, "Say, I can spare your life."

The ice beast sniffed, obviously scared, but also knew it couldn't resist.

It pointed to the depths of the cave and said in a trembling voice: "Over there, there is an ancient altar, and the treasure is there."

The ice beast tried to turn around and leave, but Ling Yun's words stopped it. "You, stay. Take me to find the altar."

The ice beast turned back, with a trace of hesitation in its eyes, but the unquestionable aura exuding from Ling Yun's body made it dare not disobey.

"What do you want?"

The ice beast roared, trying to suppress his fear and trying to play a game with Ling Yun.

Ling Yun smiled slightly, another ruthless smile.

"You only need to lead the way, don't worry about anything else."

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and the ice beast seemed to realize his situation. He sighed and agreed to Ling Yun's request, but he had other plans in his heart.

In the ice cave, the footprints of the mythical beast were faintly visible. Ling Yun followed the ice beast, scanning the surroundings from time to time to stay vigilant.

The ice beast's steps were heavy, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on his heart.

It hopes to find a suitable opportunity to escape from this strong man who scares it.

Walking through the ice sculpture-like passage, the ice beast suddenly stopped and pointed to a door made of ice crystals ahead: "The altar is inside."

Ling Yun looked at the ice crystal door with a trace of expectation in his eyes, but he did not act immediately. Instead, he turned to look at the ice beast, as if waiting for its next move.

At this time, the ice beast suddenly used all its strength, shooting an arrow of frost directly at Ling Yun, and at the same time it wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

But Ling Yun was already prepared, and he dodged the frost arrow with a sway of his body.

He wasn't angry, he just looked at the ice beast calmly: "Do you think you can escape like this?"

The ice beast's heart beat faster, knowing that what it had just done might make Ling Yun angry.

It took a few steps back, panic showing in its eyes, "I don't want to be controlled by you, I just want to be free."

Ling Yun sighed softly, and rotated the Shura knife slightly in his hand, releasing a burst of cold air and fixing the ice beast in place.

He walked up to the ice beast and leaned over to look at it, "If you had told me earlier, maybe I would have let you live."

The ice beast breathed rapidly, feeling the imminent danger of its life. It said tremblingly: "As long as you let me go, I can tell you the secret of the altar."

A trace of interest flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, and he said slowly: "Continue."

Under Ling Yun's gaze, the ice beast took a breath slowly, as if trying to recall a long-ago story.

There was a hint of expectation in Ling Yun's eyes, but more importantly, he was wary.

Every cell in his body was feeling every change in the airflow in the ice cave, for fear of something unexpected happening.